Our family has gone through a transformation, bittersweet and
painful. Our daughter, 17 years old, has moved to the US to finish
high school. We came to this decision together with the purpose to
help better her English for further education stateside. She is in
good hands, living with Jesse and Juliana Troxler in Knoxville, TN.
Juliana is her cousin who lived with us while going to the
university in João Pessoa.
Lydia seems to be doing great. She got on that plane all by herself as if she had been doing it all her life. It was harder for her mother and me, not so much for her brothers. They quickly appropriated her room. But Edda has been really sensitive lately, and I made a song and sang it to Lydia before she left:
Lydia's Song
Beat your wings hard
Beat your wings hard
We pray that the Father will take care of our little girl as she makes her own decisions in this scary world.
Lydia seems to be doing great. She got on that plane all by herself as if she had been doing it all her life. It was harder for her mother and me, not so much for her brothers. They quickly appropriated her room. But Edda has been really sensitive lately, and I made a song and sang it to Lydia before she left:
Lydia's Song
Little bird,
The nest is small
The world is big and
Your wings are strong.
As you look over the rim
Gathering courage to leap
from here,
Beat your
wings hard
When you
begin to fall
Let the wind
of love
Carry you
high above.
Little one,
Remember who you are
And Who made you.
Set your eyes upon the Son
Take a deep, deep breath
and run.
Beat your wings hard
When you
begin to fall
Let the wind, His love,
Carry you
high above.
Now you go
But never gone
Held in our heart
Where you belong
As you soar through God's
space,
Finding purpose, truth,
your own place.
Beat your wings hard
When you
begin to fall
Let the wind, our love,
Carry you
high above.
We pray that the Father will take care of our little girl as she makes her own decisions in this scary world.
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